Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Feng girl..." Seven bites bite the lip, a very unwilling look.

After all, there are no three thousand in this palace, there is no intrigue, the days of ease are used to, always worried about bumps.

"It looks like the Seven Miles are not willing to leave the palace." Luo shrugged his shoulders, smiled at his lips, and looked very naturally at her: "If you really don't want to, but you don't have to go there!"

Seven glimpses, I thought that Luo Dianchen intends to open a side to her.

After all, the ink night is present, and the magnanimity of his own performance is more attractive.

"The princess is great, the slave is remembered in the heart." The seven scorpions are like a spring that has opened up, and instantly enters the state of self, watching Luo dying: "The slave is really in love with the palace, preferring to be a cow. The horse is not willing to leave!"

In fact, Feng Linger frowned when the opening of the Seven Miles. It can be seen from the reaction of Luo Ding, she will not be a soft-hearted person.

Therefore, she only opened the door one step at a time and let the seven sisters leave the palace.

I didn't expect this slave to be dull, but I thought I had a chance.

"There is something in this world that you don't want to talk too slowly, otherwise there is no room for it." Luo looked at her with a sullen look: "Since you are a cow, you are willing to stay in the palace, then go to the coat." Board! The position is a good ambassador."

"Oh--" The two little women standing behind her actually laughed out unconsciously.

Usually, this seven-year-old person who is Feng Linger, plus the age of the palace, often bullies them.

This is good, there is a princess in the palace! Those who are arrogant and arrogant have learned the lessons.

"I……"

"What? Is it true that you just made a cow and a horse?" Luo looked at her and said: "You can be deceived by the princess."

The ambassador of the 浣衣局 is the lowest position in the palace. It is generally the place of corporal punishment for misplaced palace ladies. It is also the punishment for some son-in-law of exiles and beheading officials.

That place, dead every year, is an absolutely cold and humid place.

The expression of Qi Yan was very shocked, the boss of a pair of dark eyes. She wanted to say something, but at this moment she finally found out that whatever she said was wrong.

The princess is the princess, the slave is the slave!

She seems to be finally at a loss, who is this world, who is this harem?

Although Feng Linger is a **** of the dust, but after all, it is a nephew, it is impossible to protect her...

The air was in a short silence. After a few seconds, Feng Linger said: "Since the Seven Commanders chose to stay in the palace, then according to the princess's words, they sent to the clothing bureau to meditate."

"Hui Er, you take the Seven Miles to the Clothing Bureau." Luo slammed the dust and took off the royal token of the waist and handed it to her hand: "If she does not escape or escapes halfway You can take the token directly, just find a nearby guard, and get it right!"

"Hey--" The moment she fell, a cold wind blew.

The snow seemed to be bigger, and she glanced at the ink night. Even the winner, she felt a little lonely.

"Yes, the princess." After the small palace girl's well-behaved response, she looked at the seven hexagrams: "Let's go -"

At this time, the look of Seven Miles has long been sluggish. She is somewhat confused, but she has to accept such a result.

Can only be like a beggar, dragging his own footsteps, followed the little palace girl step by step.

She knew that she was about to face the rest of her life, maybe forever...can't turn over.